Still Sorting

About the Game

There was an accident

The day the shop moved, the truck carrying the books flipped over. Nobody was hurt, but all 4,344 books ended up jumbled together — and with rain coming down, whatever didn't fit in a box was hauled inside and piled up in front of the counter.

The owner is stuck dealing with it. What's left is a manual, scribbled in a hurry, a page at a time.

Your shift

Twenty-six rows, A through Z. A hundred and eighty-two slots. Every book has a place, and the chart says where. Open a box, fill your bag, walk to the row, and shelve them in order.

Slots with room left over need a bookend. The Z-row isn't for comics at all — it holds the ledgers and member files, sorted by date instead of volume.

Then you clock out

It's a long shift. But once the last book is back where it belongs, the walk home through the rain feels a little different.